You're captain of this ship,
And of my heart as well.
When I first began to slip,
I didn't realize the strength of your spell.
I thought that logic would prevail.
Well, it seems that emotion won.
An illogical victory (but logic's rarely fun).
I'm not complaining,
As frustration's very draining,
While happiness is not, and has prevailed.
That may be the case,
But I'd rather be upset
Then lose my emotionless face.
That hasn't happened yet,
But that day is not far off.
Even if you won't let your mask fall,
There is no reason at all
You can't admit, at least to me,
There's not one bit
Of truth in it.
If anyone does, you have a right to the truth,
But as you humans say,
To get me to admit it would be like pulling a tooth.
I just don't see any way
I can admit it to you and maintain my facade.
Admit what, that's what I'd like to know.
This is so frustrating, you know?
If only you were human.
Answers might be easier then.
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